I decided that Zumba, the “dance-fitness” craze, was cheesy and that I wouldn’t be caught dead doing it. Until I did it.
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I no longer feel bemused or casually supportive of my mom’s Zumba expertise; the only word I can come up with now is proud. She is the Zumba Queen, we are her royal subjects, and there’s nothing funny or adorable about it.
“Listen,” said Hair Lady From The Around The Way. “We’’ll pick out a piece that’s closest to your natural texture, so when you sweat nobody can tell.”

Oct 24, 2011 at 9:00am | 0 comments